Iggy Pop

Iggy Pop - Weasels lyrics

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Weasels are runnin me to death,

I checked my gas there ain't much left.

Still i will take a parting shot,

Before I leave myself to rot.



Barbaric motherfucking weasels



Weasels

Weasels 



Weasels have always been my friends,

I've turned them loose now there's no end.

Giants of rock tell giant lies,

Weasels control the evil skies.

Barbaric motherfucking weasels,

Bad breath bad taste cause of diseases.



I feel disgrace and I feel shame,

I feel anger and I feel blame,

I feel suspicion and I feel pride,

I feel weasels on all sides.



Weasels

Weasels

Weasels

Weasels

Weasels 



With guitars on t.v, 

Weasels

Rewriting rock history,

Weasels

With an office and a chair,

Weasels 

With nice butts and long silky hair.



Weasels suck and weasels blow,

Weasels control rock and roll 

Weasels control rock and roll 

Weasels control rock and roll 

Weasels control rock and roll 

Rock and roll 

Rock and roll 

Rock and roll 



Weasels
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